It’s become an inevitable, if not exactly enjoyable, part of our lives now. We hope to collectively survive it.
Zoe: “Come and play with me, Uncle Ghost! Or never mind, I’ll come to you! Behold my mighty ninja face-pouncing power!”
Ghost: “Kid, if you don’t stay over there and away from me, I swear I’m gonna have to…” SNARL! SNAP!
Zoe: “Bad dog scared me tried to eat me I stay over here forever in this corner bad dog scared mSHINY [reinit] oh a bug swat the dangly thing
WAVY TAIL MUST! POUNCE!
And we’re off again.
This morning we all learned what happens when a kitten decides to jump off the top of an eight-foot ladder. Yeah, usually she’s content enough in the loft when I’m up there with her, but this morning she just had to get down and couldn’t wait till I got dressed.
“Mew,” she said in this annoying, probably gonna sound like a Siamese voice. “Mew! Mewmewme…” Silence.
THUD.
Seems to have done her no harm. I guess terminal velocity is easy to achieve when you weigh four ounces. By the time I got downstairs she already had everybody in an uproar and stacked at the door.
At this moment I’ve got Dharma and Little Bear wrestling noisily and taking up approximately all of the Lair. Zoe is sniping from the periphery and occasionally going behind the big chair to visit Click, who’s trapped back there and growling at all invaders including me.
Peace and quiet. I recall something about having moved to the desert for peace and quiet. But I don’t remember GET THE HELL OFF MY LEG! what it was like.
Just like kids! Hilarious post! Thanks
MizDeb beat me to it. Joel….you knew better than this! As a father, YOU KNEW. You have raised a daughter. They are easier than kittens. They just don’t bounce like a kitten does. And the pouncing and trying to attack on hinds is funnier than hell as is the butt wiggle “you don’t see me” attack on someone else. Just be thankful you have no mutlo- spendy floor length drapes to climb and get the head swiveling “oh shit how do I get down” panic going.
Funny, Joel. Now, admit it, you do laugh at this circus from time to time. 🙂 Zoe will grow up fast and this will all be a fond memory.
I admit nothing. Nothing!
Took my last cat about a year to out grow that stage. One year and neutering actually.